Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Brake Fluid (Biiittch Pump Yo Brakes) (Feat. KoKane), artist - Snoop Dogg. Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Brake Fluid (Biiittch Pump Yo Brakes) (Feat. KoKane) |
| woman ya baby |
| snoop ya playa |
| woman ya baby |
| snoop that’s some real pimp shit right here |
| snoop these bitches is outta line man |
| man what’s the matter dog you can’t control your bitches |
| snoop check this out man |
| chorus kokane |
| i got bitches all in my game that don’t even know my name |
| then pump your brakes you hoes |
| biotch |
| you could talk all day behind my back but wont say shit in my face |
| then pump your brakes you hoes |
| biotch |
| you are then one you are then one |
| you are then one you are then one you are then one hooo |
| you are sexy sexy sexy you are so sexy |
| you are then one you are then one |
| you are then one you are then one you are then one hoo hoo |
| you are sexy sexy sexy hmmm |
| snoop |
| carla darla charlene and camina |
| tereka and erika they love to take care of her |
| real motherfucker from the dpg |
| keesha resha tammy and renesha |
| i appreciate the way y’all skate |
| when the clock hit eight |
| now april and kate |
| y’all be doin’too much |
| running your mouths |
| fuckin shit up you gotta get up cus i done had enough |
| getting sick and tired of the same stuff |
| you told kamil and she told karla |
| and she told april and now they all know |
| but i could give a fuck 'cus all y’all my hoes |
| so all that confronting the real nigga on site |
| today is today last night was last night |
| as i leaned with my hand on my balls |
| i had to really check these bitches and tell then like this dog |
| snoop |
| nina do this and tina do that |
| sabrina sakina nigga them all my hood rats |
| back in the days when i was on the |
| at an early age man |
| i was on the |
| non stop i beat it up and tell that bitch to get going |
| they be like hot butter on a breakfast toast |
| hollarin’out poppin’a collar out |
| and talkin’shit on the phone to me at my baby moma’s house |
| who’s she look here bitch do you know who the fuck i am you better read your motherfuckin’first telegram |
| you remind me of this bitch that used to work for me had to cut the bitch up 'cus she tried to get too close to me and tried to confront me at a club one night |
| fuckin’with her friend a fake bitch is that right |
| but you know i had to stop and appause |
| and i put my hand on my balls and said what’s up dog |
| snoop |
| i got my own spot and i got my own keys |
| so can’t no bitch talk shit to me like kiki did me bitch changed the locks |
| and kicked me up outta spot |
| i learned a lesson i wasn’t guessin’or stressin' |
| i got another bitch and she was at the home |
| she said she needed a companion |
| shit i needed a chaperone plus a new home |
| snap crack it’s on but in no time at all seems she fell in love |
| but i wasn’t ready for that |
| topcat had to scat |
| i hit her friend from the back |
| while she was at work workin' |
| i was jerkin’that skirt |
| and fuckin with all her friends that was flirtin' |
| and when she found out she told me that that shit hurt boo hoo |
| a week later she fell in love with my homeboy kurt |
| bitch you a’int shit but dirt for dirt biotch |
| shoop |
| this is a sexy bitch |
| music fades out |